In comparison, I seem to be too petty...
"Brother, I know you have a close relationship with General Li, rest assured, I won’t mind." Shen Zhixia said softly.
Chen Mo smiled, "Really?"
"Mm!"
Shen Zhixia nodded vigorously.
To say I don’t mind at all is impossible, but she feels she should show the magnanimity of a wife, and seriously said:
"As long as Brother Chen Mo has a place for me in his heart, even if, even if he kisses General Li, I won’t be jealous!"
"..."
Which mouth are you talking about?
Chen Mo wanted to ask but held back, reaching out to rub her hair gently, he softly said: "No matter what happens in the future, Chong’er sister will always be my Chong’er sister."
"Brother..."
Shen Zhixia gazed at him with affection.
Actually, before returning to the capital, she felt somewhat uneasy.
A lot can happen in ten years, perhaps he has long forgotten about her.
However, after spending this time together, Chen Mo has forcefully and domineeringly invaded her heart. The naive feelings from childhood gradually materializing, filling her heart with this man without any gaps.
"Really like Brother Chen Mo so much..."
Summoning her courage, Shen Zhixia raised her chin, her eyes slightly closed, eyelashes trembling.
Looking at the girl in front of him who was both nervous and expectant, Chen Mo didn’t hesitate too much, reached out to embrace her slender waist, and pressed his lips to hers.
"Mm..."
Shen Zhixia tensed, clutching at her clothes hem, somewhat clumsily responding.
Under Chen Mo’s patient guidance, she gradually tasted its flavor, her mind went blank, body feeling weak, as if her bones had been taken away.
After a long while, they separated.
Shen Zhixia leaned against Chen Mo, breathing somewhat heavily, her moist eyes seemingly capable of squeezing out water.
Last time was just an accident, this was truly their first kiss.
"I thought the descriptions in the books were exaggerated, turns out kissing someone you like really makes your legs weak, hmm, and a bit like needing to go to the bathroom..."
Chen Mo did not act mischievous, just quietly embraced her.
The two seemed able to hear each other’s heartbeat, the room filled with tenderness, seeping into every inch of air.
At this moment, a faint voice transmitted into their ears:
"Mr. Chen, stop kissing, the wardrobe is too cramped, this humble monk can hardly endure it, moreover, what if the madam comes later?"
"..."
Just now too engrossed, almost forgot there were three living people in the closet!
Clearing his throat, Chen Mo said: "Ahem, Zhixia, later I still need to go to the government..."
"Mm, I’ll look for the Daoist, don’t know where she’s run off to."
Shen Zhixia happened to want to go to the bathroom, pecked him on the cheek, blushing, and ran out of the room.
After ensuring Shen Zhixia was far away, Chen Mo called out: "Alright, come out now."
The wardrobe door opened, three figures emerged consecutively.
This wardrobe isn’t much different in size from the one in Lin Jingzhu’s boudoir, last time Chen Mo and the Empress could barely fit together, this time three people squeezed inside, hardly touched the ground, having to lie on top of each other.
Gu Manzhi gasped slightly, frowning said: "You Daoist nun, knew there were people inside yet still forced in, your chest is even so big almost suffocating me."
"..."
Ling Ningzhi’s expression turned slightly awkward, the situation earlier was tense losing composure, now reflecting indeed seemed ridiculous, she intoned a Daoist chant: "Infinite Heavenly Venerate, this humble monk was also compelled... But why were the two of you hiding in the closet?"
Gu Manzhi said disgruntled: "Just like you, can’t be seen."
"..."
Ling Ningzhi now also realized she likely disrupted Chen Mo’s "affairs."
In broad daylight, this guy actually with two girls... truly indulgent and extravagant!
Not to mention, publicly being intimate with Zhixia, don’t know whether to say his mental quality is too good or his skin too thick...
"Mr. Chen is indeed naturally amorous, quite carefree."
Ling Ningzhi’s tone turned somewhat cold, feeling unfair for her best friend.
Originally, Chen Mo was in her eyes a rogue, now thoroughly confirmed.
Chen Mo glanced at her, faintly said: "How about the Daoist first get dressed?"
?
Ling Ningzhi looked down, her face suddenly flushed.
Her Daoist robe half open, two fair lumps shaking uncertainly, seeming even more "wanton" than the others.
Hurriedly tidying the Daoist robe, eyes averted, said quietly: "This humble monk already acted according to Mr. Chen’s request, that Heavenly Primordial Spirit Fruit..."

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